Chapter 100 100 Her True Form
In the courtyard at dawn.
Feng Qingyu came out of the room and came to the ancient tree in the courtyard of Medicine King Valley.
A deep, aged voice suddenly rang out: "Your Majesty, the Demon Emperor, have come to see me at this hour because you have something to ask me?"
Feng Qingyu looked up at the ancient tree and said politely, "Greetings, Immortal Forget-Worry."
"It's been quite some time since we last met during the last Great War of the Three Realms. The Demon Emperor is recovering well recently and should be fully recovered soon."
Feng Qingyu frowned slightly and said, "Thank you for your concern, Immortal Wangyou. I have indeed recovered quite well recently. You are much older than me and have always been very knowledgeable. Could you please tell me what Jiang Yan's true form is? Why is she here?"
"Since Your Majesty has this question, you must already have some guesses in your heart. Although I am older than you, I was far less accomplished than you are today when I was your age. The younger generation is truly formidable! Everything has a cause and effect. You only need to follow your heart and the answer will be revealed."
"Does Lord Chi Ling giving her the Time Scroll mean... that sending her away is the best outcome?"
The Immortal of Forgetfulness smiled slightly and said, "The Way of Heaven cannot be defied, or one will surely suffer a backlash. Her mission here is not yet complete. Forcibly helping her leave will only result in the backlash against those who helped her. Your Majesty, Demon Emperor, have you thought this through?"
Feng Qingyu sneered, "I have always been a thorn in the side of those who follow the rules, so what is there to fear?"
Upon hearing this, the Forget-Worry Immortal chuckled and said, "That's true."
After saying this, he looked at the group of people with Feng Qingyu in his wise eyes and said slowly, "The next full moon night after she breaks her contract with you, when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is at its peak, will be the best time for you to work together to help her achieve her wish. I'm sure Your Majesty the Demon Emperor knows how to use the Time-Space Scroll, so I don't need to say more. However, you must remember that only by working together can you succeed."
After saying that, he closed his eyes.
"Excuse me." Feng Qingyu turned around and saw Dongfang Chen, Shen Yuchen, Lin Yun squatting not far away, as well as Ling Yue and Xiao Xiaobai standing in the corner.
Dongfang Chen, Shen Yuchen, and Lin Yun quickly followed Feng Qingyu to the room.
Lingyue and Xiaobai exchanged a glance. In fact, even if they didn't say it, they could vaguely guess what was going on.
Miss Jiang has a special constitution. Even though her cultivation level is very low, the aura around her can help people to cultivate.
She was different from ordinary people.
Ling Yue and Xiao Bai frowned as they looked towards Feng Qingyu's room, but ultimately did not follow. It's one thing to guess something, but quite another to hear it with your own ears; they didn't have the courage to listen.
Feng Qingyu's room.
The group exchanged glances, and Shen Yuchen said in a serious tone, "Could her true form be You Tan?"
Feng Qingyu remained silent for a moment before saying, "The Immortal Wangyou did not confirm my conjecture."
Shen Yuchen murmured, "There aren't many people in the Three Realms who possess this true form..."
Legend has it that those who possess this form can help others repair their spiritual power and gain enlightenment from their predicaments; such a thing has been seen only a handful of times in millions of years.
The last time it appeared in the world was hundreds of years ago.
The immortal sect made an exception and helped him ascend to immortality, but it is unknown why he suddenly perished later.
Dongfang Chen suddenly spoke up: "How can we help her leave here as soon as possible?"
“Once we recover to 80% of our strength, she will break the bond with us and can leave smoothly on the next full moon night. I once used mind-reading techniques to discover this secret of hers.”
Lin Yun frowned, instinctively wanting to curse him as "shameless," but her mood was slightly heavy at the moment, so she ultimately didn't speak.
Now I finally understand why this old demon has been urging them to take their medicine and cultivate these past few days.
After leaving Feng Qingyu's room, Lin Yun knocked on the door of his ancestral grandmother's room.
The matriarch was meditating on the bed with her eyes closed when she heard the knock on the door. She sighed softly and said, "Come in."
Lin Yun pushed open the door and entered, casually sitting on the floor beside her bed and leaning over the edge: "Grandma already knew, didn't she? Why... why didn't you tell me?"
"You're so smart, you must have suspected it long ago, right?"
Lin Yun frowned. He had been raised in Medicine King Valley since childhood. When he first arrived, he was weak and sickly. It was only because his ancestral grandmother carefully nurtured each spiritual herb that he was able to grow to his current state.
His body had long been immune to ordinary elixirs. After the great battle, his cultivation had deteriorated, and he thought he would never recover. After being taken back by the people of the Hehuan Sect, he was in no hurry to return to Medicine King Valley and upset his ancestral grandmother.
But after Jiang Yan appeared, she miraculously stabilized the chaotic energy within his body.
He had suspected it at the time, but hadn't thought about it in detail.
The patriarch gently patted his shoulder: "Discard distractions, don't worry too much, just focus on doing what you should be doing right now."
Lin Yun nodded: "Then... does Grandma have any medicine that can help temporarily conceal her scent?"
"Don't worry, Grandma, I've already thought of that for you."
"Thank you, Grandma."
The Ancestral Grandmother waved her hand and said, "Go and cultivate quickly!"
Lin Yun left her room and quickly called the others to go to the back mountain to cultivate.
As I passed Gongsun Jin's room, I vaguely sensed a faint aura emanating from it.
It seems this young immortal is already cultivating.
Inside the room at that time.
Gongsun Jin was sitting on the bed meditating when, around midnight, the karmic fire within his body suddenly surged again, and he was trying to suppress it.
It was alright at first, but now it seems a bit hard to control.
Jiang Yan was half asleep when she felt a numb pain in her chest.
She suddenly opened her eyes, her brows furrowed in discomfort.
Xiao Mei's voice echoed in his mind: "Host, it seems that Gongsun Jin's karmic fire has flared up again! Go and check on him quickly!"
Jiang Yan quickly got up and put on her clothes. Based on her memory from last night, she found Gongsun Jin's room.
The moment I pushed open the door, I saw Mosaic sitting on the bed, his body trembling slightly in discomfort.
The red mark on Gongsun Jin's forehead was faintly visible. He felt as if his body was about to explode from the heat, and his memories were instantly in chaos.
He dreamt of himself as a child, being punished by his master for making a mistake, kneeling in the snow, shivering and suffering from hunger and cold.
I dreamt that he saved a little demon out of kindness, and was punished with a whipping by his master.
Amidst the piercing pain, he heard his master say, "Now that you have joined my sect, you must sever worldly desires and discard superfluous emotions. Those who cultivate the path of ruthlessness should take ruthlessness and desirelessness as their heavenly rule and ironclad law!"
As a child, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, constantly reminding himself: "No feelings, no desires, no feelings, no desires..."
"Gongsun Jin!"
Jiang Yan walked over quickly, reached out and grabbed his shoulder, and began to breathe for him without hesitation.
Gongsun Jin's thoughts were in turmoil at this moment, and the scene in his mind suddenly jumped to the first time he went to the Heavenly Court with his master after he came of age.
At that time, the Heavenly Court was in chaos, with evil spirits causing trouble. He and his master went up there to save the Immortal Lord.
Unexpectedly, the karmic fire within him suddenly flared up, and he inadvertently stumbled into a secret chamber in the Heavenly Court, where he saw a little fairy on the verge of death. At that moment, he had already firmly remembered his master's words: "Those who cultivate the path of ruthlessness must be without emotion or desire, and discard all superfluous emotions."
Therefore, they did not intend to provide assistance.
But then she conjured a pink petal in her palm and gave him a weak smile: "Quick, eat it... it will help you suppress the karmic fire."
He frowned as he looked at the flower petals in her palm, his tone cold: "Don't try to be nice to me, I won't save you."
The person prostrate on the ground merely smiled slightly: "I don't need you to save me; this is my fate. I only hope that one day you will ascend to godhood and allow more people here to understand that the path of immortality is not about being heartless and devoid of desires, and that mortals do not look up to cold, clay statues of gods."
He did not reach out to catch the petal, but the person on the ground absorbed the petal into his body.
Instantly, he was enveloped in a sea of pink flowers, and a delicate fragrance enveloped him.
When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Yan standing in front of him, looking at him nervously.
A faint pink aura lingered around her, and the familiar, long-lost scent wafted from her nostrils, causing him to furrow his brow involuntarily.
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